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Now if Legolas kissed me I think I'd react different - but there you are. I own Pelarden and that's it.
Chapter 26
The sound of a slap echoed around Faith and Legolas. "What the hell was that?" Demanded Faith.
Legolas said nothing, he was too busy holding a very aching jaw to think of an answer. As he did so he felt Faith beginning to slip off the horse. He grabbed her to steady her but Faith shoved his hand away and before they knew it they were both off the horse.
"Dammit Elf boy! Can't you see I'm in a bad enough way as it is?" Faith moaned as she tried to stand up. Legolas caught hold of his horse and then led it back to where Faith was. He remained silent as he helped her back up and mounted up himself. To be honest he was just as confused as Faith was over the kiss. He hadn't meant to do it but somewhere in his heart he secretly enjoyed it.
The rest of the ride was accomplished in silence. Neither Faith, who was too tired to talk or Legolas who was too confused said a word as they eventually rode back to the city. Faith felt unconsciousness claim her again as they rode through the city gates. Legolas dismounted and then carried Faith to the Houses of Healing leaving her in the hands of one of the healers, before making his way to Galadriel.
"You are troubled Legolas." Galadriel said on his appearance.
"Yes, Lady."
"It was you who found Faith?" Without waiting for an answer Galadriel continued, "Will you look into the mirror?"
Legolas was surprised to see Galadriel's mirror with her, she had in fact brought it with her for this very occasion. Legolas walked towards it and then bent down gazing at the surface of the water. He saw a land that he did not recognise, with strange buildings. He saw Faith fighting something, she looked younger, more innocent. Then the picture changed, he saw Faith kill the man she had talked about, he saw her deeds after. Finally he saw the jail Faith was in. He looked up towards Galadriel, puzzled, unsure of what he was supposed to make of what he had seen. She gestured for him to look again, so he did. He saw Faith with him laughing and smiling, more at ease than he had ever seen her, the picture changed again and he saw Faith fighting once more but without the killing instinct that he had come to associate with her. Finally he saw her death, she saved someone by dying for them. Her death was horrible, painful and as he watched her die he realised that she knew it would be horrible and painful but she did it anyway, to save another. He couldn't bear to see the image any longer although it burned itself into his memory. He saw Faith, his Faith! Die. He left the room running, trying to forget what he had just seen.
Faith stirred in her bed, she sensed that someone was in the room with her. As her blurry eyes began to focus she groaned. "Elf boy! Did you have to wake me up?" She glared at Legolas and then saw his face.
"What?"
"It is nothing."
"Don't lie to me Elf boy."
"You're going to die." The words came out. Faith looked surprised and then noticed how his face seemed full of misery and pain.
"Why are you here?" She asked.
"I don't know..."
"Come here." She held her hand out to him. He took it and she drew him onto the bed next to her. He lay next to her as she smoothed his hair out of his face before speaking again. "I'm not immortal Legolas."
"I do not want you to leave." He said softly.
"I have to go back. C'mon, it's what you wanted!" She said jokingly smiling at him.
Legolas said nothing as tears began to well up in his eyes, some part of him had hoped that if he could make her stay then he could keep her away from the things he had seen. He had not understood what her fate was before, now he did and he bitterly regretted how he had acted. He lay there silently watching Faith as her exhaustion overtook her. He watched her all night long, wishing he could change the world just to keep her.
Now if Legolas kissed me I think I'd react different - but there you are. I own Pelarden and that's it.
Chapter 26
The sound of a slap echoed around Faith and Legolas. "What the hell was that?" Demanded Faith.
Legolas said nothing, he was too busy holding a very aching jaw to think of an answer. As he did so he felt Faith beginning to slip off the horse. He grabbed her to steady her but Faith shoved his hand away and before they knew it they were both off the horse.
"Dammit Elf boy! Can't you see I'm in a bad enough way as it is?" Faith moaned as she tried to stand up. Legolas caught hold of his horse and then led it back to where Faith was. He remained silent as he helped her back up and mounted up himself. To be honest he was just as confused as Faith was over the kiss. He hadn't meant to do it but somewhere in his heart he secretly enjoyed it.
The rest of the ride was accomplished in silence. Neither Faith, who was too tired to talk or Legolas who was too confused said a word as they eventually rode back to the city. Faith felt unconsciousness claim her again as they rode through the city gates. Legolas dismounted and then carried Faith to the Houses of Healing leaving her in the hands of one of the healers, before making his way to Galadriel.
"You are troubled Legolas." Galadriel said on his appearance.
"Yes, Lady."
"It was you who found Faith?" Without waiting for an answer Galadriel continued, "Will you look into the mirror?"
Legolas was surprised to see Galadriel's mirror with her, she had in fact brought it with her for this very occasion. Legolas walked towards it and then bent down gazing at the surface of the water. He saw a land that he did not recognise, with strange buildings. He saw Faith fighting something, she looked younger, more innocent. Then the picture changed, he saw Faith kill the man she had talked about, he saw her deeds after. Finally he saw the jail Faith was in. He looked up towards Galadriel, puzzled, unsure of what he was supposed to make of what he had seen. She gestured for him to look again, so he did. He saw Faith with him laughing and smiling, more at ease than he had ever seen her, the picture changed again and he saw Faith fighting once more but without the killing instinct that he had come to associate with her. Finally he saw her death, she saved someone by dying for them. Her death was horrible, painful and as he watched her die he realised that she knew it would be horrible and painful but she did it anyway, to save another. He couldn't bear to see the image any longer although it burned itself into his memory. He saw Faith, his Faith! Die. He left the room running, trying to forget what he had just seen.
Faith stirred in her bed, she sensed that someone was in the room with her. As her blurry eyes began to focus she groaned. "Elf boy! Did you have to wake me up?" She glared at Legolas and then saw his face.
"What?"
"It is nothing."
"Don't lie to me Elf boy."
"You're going to die." The words came out. Faith looked surprised and then noticed how his face seemed full of misery and pain.
"Why are you here?" She asked.
"I don't know..."
"Come here." She held her hand out to him. He took it and she drew him onto the bed next to her. He lay next to her as she smoothed his hair out of his face before speaking again. "I'm not immortal Legolas."
"I do not want you to leave." He said softly.
"I have to go back. C'mon, it's what you wanted!" She said jokingly smiling at him.
Legolas said nothing as tears began to well up in his eyes, some part of him had hoped that if he could make her stay then he could keep her away from the things he had seen. He had not understood what her fate was before, now he did and he bitterly regretted how he had acted. He lay there silently watching Faith as her exhaustion overtook her. He watched her all night long, wishing he could change the world just to keep her.